Some marbles. I’ve lost a few over the years.
Some years ago, I lost a drawing notebook full of sketches I’d done over a few years. Dunno if that counts as ‘valuables’?
I’m 99% sure it’s somewhere at home, but either way I’d really like that back.
Oh, I found such a thing three different times, yesterday! In a county office, an employee patiently, compassionately, happily helping an elderly lady with paperwork; at a takeout restaurant, a genuinely happy individual who graced me with a smile that would shame the sun, in it’s glory, an authentic wish for a great day and a hug, at another business, another absolutely fabulous smile from a spry elderly lady with the most brilliant gray hair.
Nice snack I bought myself and forgot, and then finding it again later while browsing aimlessly.
Unless it’s at the bottom of a bag you haven’t used in months.
Might be good still, but it’s likely smushed
I took the cargo hitch off my bike and set it down somewhere in the basement…
I’ve got a pair of vice grips somewhere in my flat.
It’s not even that big of a flat, and I don’t even have that much stuff. There’s no way I ever left the flat with them. Yet they’ve completely disappeared.
Oh sorry, i borrowed them to clamp a hitch i found to my bike.
Aw Ffff…
My motivation
Motivation is fleeting. Discipline is a trained skill.
Whatever thing you wish you had motivation for, make a schedule for yourself and start doing it. Pair it with something you like (“I run each morning and I get my morning coffee after I finish my run”) and stick to it.
To someone with ADHD, this is like telling them to just pull ya’self up by yer bootstraps. 🙃
The problem with adhd is that we know the guy who set the rules is full of shit
I think it would be cool to stumble upon something of archeological value while on a hike. Like some ancient statuette, or something like a cuneiform tablet.
A cat.
Packaged meals, wildflowers, an aloof cat, alcohol, a street performer, maybe a neat rock.
Art, a park, a hidden beach. A copy of Found Magazine.
Somehow this popped into my head when you said that.
Disclaimer: 90s throwback alert.
I think I may have kept this a secret, had my amazing secret enormous underground city to myself, and announced it’s existence in my will.
Anthropology was also my first love, so I probably wouldn’t have done that, but it’s fun to think about lol
That’s exactly what I would have done, lol.
When I’m gone and done with it, someone more altruistic than I can report it to the archaeologists haha.
It’d be amazing to have my own little secret abandoned city haha
Would be the ultimate “man cave” for sure lol.
Disposable vapes. I harvest the batteries, that are wasted on them.
Happiness.
We said no valuables
Gray’s Sports Almanac
Damn it Biff, you beat me to it!
I lost my friggin glasses two weeks ago, it’d be nice to find them.
Weird little drinking related story about finding my glasses from my college times: Got accepted for a PhD and wanted to party. Met a good friend and went to a Balkans party with loads of cheap booze. Wake up at 6am in a night bus out of town and can’t find my wallet on me. Run like crazy to the club/bar where the party was. Last people there let me search for my wallet. Only find my glasses in the bar toilet that I didn’t notice I had also lost. Lock credit card and go home happy that I at least found my glasses.
